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  • Title: Henry IV, Part 1 (Quarto 1, 1598)
  • Editor: Rosemary Gaby
  • ISBN: 978-1-55058-371-7

    Copyright Rosemary Gaby. This text may be freely used for educational, non-profit purposes; for all other uses contact the Editor.
    Author: William Shakespeare
    Editor: Rosemary Gaby
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    Henry IV, Part 1 (Quarto 1, 1598)

    The Historie
    Falstalffe, kinde Iacke Falstalffe, true Iacke Falstalffe, valiant
    Iacke Falstalffe, & therfore more valiant being as he is old Iacke
    Falstalffe, banish not him thy Harries companie, banish not
    him thy Harries companie, banish plumpe Iacke, and banish all
    the world.
    Prin. I do, I will.
    Enter Bardoll running.
    Bar. O my Lord, my Lord, the Sheriffe with a most monstrous
    watch is at the doore.
    Falst. Out ye rogue, play out the play, I haue much to say in
    the behalfe of that Falstalffe.
    1445Enter the hostesse.
    Host. O Iesu, my Lord, my Lord!
    Prin. Heigh, heigh, the Deuil rides vpon a fiddle sticke, whats
    the matter?
    Host. The Sheriffe and al the watch are at the doore, they are
    1450come to search the house, shall I let them in?
    Falst. Doest thou heare Hal? neuer call a true piece of golde a
    counterfet, thou art essentially made without seeming so.
    1455Prin. And thou a naturall coward without instinct.
    Falst. I deny your Maior, if you wil deny the Sheriffe so, if not,
    let him enter. If I become not a Cart as well as another man, a
    plague on my bringing vp, I hope I shall as soone bee strangled
    1460with a halter as another.
    Prin. Go hide thee behind the Arras, the rest walke vp aboue,
    now my masters for a true face, and good conscience.
    1465Falst. Both which I haue had, but their date is out, and there-
    fore ile hide me.
    Prin. Call in the Sheriffe.
    Enter Sheriffe and the Carrier.
    Prin. Now master Sheriffe, what is your wil with me?
    Sher. First pardon me my Lord. A hue and crie hath followed
    certaine men vnto this house.
    Prin. What men?
    Sher. One of them is well known my gratious Lorde, a grosse
    1475fat man.
    Car. As fat as butter.
    Prin. The man I do assure you is not here,
    For I my selfe at this time haue emploid him: